Chapter 11 The vast rivers and mountains are infinitely good, and the snow is a painting of its own

The vast land is white.

The road is sparsely populated.

In this remote path, the two were heading north along the river.

The howling north wind is blowing in your face. The two couldn't help but shudder.

"Ha~~Ha~~, I'm freezing to death, it's so cold." Jia Yun wore a dogskin felt hat and a tight-fitting gray cloth jacket. Every few steps forward, keep stomping your feet. He raised his hands to his lips again, and sighed desperately.

"Third Uncle Qiong, didn't the master already tell us that there is no need to go to school again, just report at the beginning of the morning. Why do you still insist on going to the clan study so early? ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Jia Qiong.

Jia Qiong was also dressed in the same clothes, shivering from the same cold, and her upper and lower teeth were fighting.

subconsciously tightened the clothes on his body, and moved the bookcase he was carrying behind him. The slightly heavy bookcase made Jia Qiong's footprints a little deeper.

"Brother Yun, you don't know, the snow has not yet melted, and although the weather is cold, it can bear it.

The red sun has risen at the beginning of the morning, and the sky is also bright.

At that time, there was a lot of natural snow, and if it was when the snow melted, the temperature would inevitably drop again.

As far as the clan studies and our clothes, we may not be able to bear it, and if we can't say it, we will have to get cold into the body, and then it will also drag down our family.

And there is a carbon fire in ethnography to keep warm. It is better to arrive early, and this time on the road is unavoidable. We don't have carriages or anything like that, and they don't have a good ride today. ”

"The most important thing is that you must work hard to study, and the three watches are lit up and the five watches are the time when men are studying.

This can't just be regarded as a poem of persuasion, we must do it practically, and use this as a criterion so that we can continue to improve our studies and live up to the high expectations placed on our families. ”

Jia Qiong turned his head to look at the young man who was next to him, and continued to walk forward.

Hearing this, Jia Yun, whose face turned stunned, suddenly stopped.

"Well, you really have to get up early and hurry. You must not get sick, otherwise you will drag down your mother, and you can't let your mother work so hard anymore. ”

I remembered that day when I came home with a fresh fish, my face was full of happiness and I was immersed in memories.

When he brought the fish home that day, his mother was first surprised, then angry, and scolded him.

taught him 'a dignified man, why do you do stealing chickens and dogs', and ordered himself to go back.

After explaining it to herself, her mother was relieved, and then she took herself to Uncle Qiong to ask.

Ask Third Uncle Qiong if he lied.

After knowing the reason, he hurriedly thanked Third Uncle Qiong, and told himself to listen to Third Uncle Qiong.

He thanked Jia Qiong from the bottom of his heart, after all, since his father passed away, Uncle Qiong really helped him, and even his uncle was not a good thing.

The name was taken, Bu Shiren, it's really not a fucking person.

My own family is like that, and I still come to our house to borrow money, and I scold my mother when I don't have money.

We don't owe him, and I heard from my mother that when my father was still alive, she helped this uncle many times and opened a spice shop for him.

Unexpectedly, after his father left, this uncle not only ungrateful to help his mother and son, but also fell into the ground.

It's really not a thing.

His mother also said that he didn't want to recognize this brother.

Thirty years in the east of the river, thirty years in the west of the river. Hmph, when I become an adult, I must make him look good.

However, Third Uncle Qiong also told me many times that I must endure it before I have the ability, and I have to listen to Third Uncle Qiong.

My family is already in such a difficult situation, I must not let my mother worry anymore.

And my mother also said that Third Uncle Qiong is a capable person, so I must follow Third Uncle Qiong and learn hard.

It's just that my mother doesn't know that Uncle Qiong is so powerful, in the words of others, he is really a Wenqu star.

The master also said that Third Uncle Qiong is the unicorn of the Jia family, and working together with Uncle Zhu in the future will definitely make the Jia family go to the next level.

At that time, in more than two months, I will finish the Analects (I can read, memorize, I can some, I can silently, and I can explain the meaning of any sentence).

The third uncle of Qiong has already learned the Analects - the study of the chapter, the three-character classic, and the thousand-character text, all of which have been learned.

And I've already started studying university and the Analects. I heard that these are things that will only be used in the imperial examinations in the future. Third Uncle Qiong is only how old he is, and he is only the same age as me.

In the future, he will inevitably be slaughtered for officials. I will definitely follow Uncle Qiong.

Now, more than a year has passed, and I have only finished the basic learning.

And Uncle Qiong had already started to learn these books last year. Who knows what the level of Third Uncle Qiong's studies is.

"Brother Yun, why did you stop, hurry up and keep up. It's colder to stand still. ”

Jia Yun, who was muttering to herself, heard this.

Suddenly looked up, and saw Jia Qiong, who was hurrying in front, already drifting away. Hurriedly sprinted a few steps to catch up. Continue to talk to Jia Qiong.

"Third Uncle Qiong, thank you for being willing to take me like this all the time, help me, and be willing to give me a fish every day. Now the complexion on my mother's face is much better. ”

Jia Yun, who said words of gratitude, was flushed, and she didn't know if she was frozen or shy.

"Brother Yun, there is no need to say such kind words between us, you also helped when weaving the fish cage that day. And every day you have to go up to the tree and get birds to make bait. ”

Hearing this, Jia Qiong also smiled on her face, and explained this lightly.

However, Jia Qiong's happiness is not because of Jia Yun's gratitude.

is also casual for the help given to Jia Yun, after all, Jia Yun is also a rare talent in the original book

And the two grew up together since childhood, and with a little help, it didn't get in the way, just a good relationship.

And just because his mother and sister are also looking good now, and they no longer look hungry.

My sister also has some flesh on her body.

Except for the first time when I brought the fish home, I was asked by my mother, and then I went with the flow.

I remembered the day I brought the fish home for the first time, and my sister's small eyes were like they were shining, staring at the fish tightly.

Ask yourself, "Brother, is this what our own family eats?" ”

At that time, my sister looked at the fresh fish and hated to eat it alive.

Later, when her mother killed fish, the little girl rarely didn't pester herself. Looking at the bloody scene, not only was he not afraid, but he actually swallowed his saliva.

The fish cage is not very large, and one cage can hold up to three to four fish. So there is basically a fixed number of fish.

Every time Jia Yun brought one, she gave her master one filial piety, sometimes one, sometimes two.

Maybe for more than two months, the happiest thing for my sister is to wait at the door every day to bring the fish home.

Every time he went home, he first rushed into his arms, rubbed back and forth with his little brain, and then took the fish in his hand and handed it to his mother.

The two of them each pretended to be soft in their hearts and continued to move forward, and the cold wind seemed to have weakened a little.

Jia Yun looked at the frozen river and said, "It's a pity that the river has been frozen for a few days, and I can't fish." ”

Jia Qiong looked around, also a little helpless. It's not in the mountains, otherwise you can get some traps and catch some hares or something

"You can't catch this fish, and the road is not easy to walk. It will be a few more miles to get to the Ethnology. It's not the right time to fall under the snow. ”

"Okay, Brother Yun, some small things, don't be discouraged. This heavy snow blocked the river. It's not convenient for us to travel, but snow isn't necessarily a bad thing on this day! Ruixue is a good year."

The vast rivers and mountains are infinitely good, and the snow is a painting of its own